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Full text of "The Letters Of Horace Walpole Vol I"

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How certain would be our undoing, Should the people their wishes obtain !
Then to save us from danger of ruin, He has ended our wishes in vain.
Then let us give thanks and be glad, That he knew how our passion to rein,
And wisely prevented the bad, By ending the good all in vain.
About Brutus let Eome disagree, We won't from our praises refrain;
Our Brutus has more cause than he To declare even virtue in vain.
Three thousand five hundred a year,
He valu'd it not of a grain; His scorn of such filth is most clear,
Since that too he ended in vain.
Corruption he hates like a toad, And calls it the National Bane,
Yet damn'd Tories, his virtue to load, Say, that all is not ended in vain.
He rejects all employments and places, And thinks every pension a stain;
Yet Tories, with their damn'd sly faces, Say, that all is not ended in vain.
In spite of his caution and care To avoid the appearance of gain,
Say those Tories, his wife has a share, And all is not ended in vain.